whose idea was this anyway
yesterday when I got home from work our neighbor Dee was standing at the front door waiting for her boyfriend to get home from work so she opened the door for me and said, "you're home early today" since I usually don't come home until like five-ish. we started talking and I got to know her a lot better. she really is a sweet lady and she seems to like me and Paul a lot, she says she never hears us make noise and no one else complains either and she kept saying how glad she was that we had moved in. then she told us that the guy who rented apartment number 2 before we had it got thrown out because he had rowdy people in the hallways at all hours, drunk, and used to leave the back door unlocked so people could come inside through the alley and visit him without him having to let them in. Dee even said that one day she came down the front steps to go outside and there were two prostitutes sitting there smoking their crack pipes. I forgot to tell her that Paul found a piece of a crack pipe behind our toilet shortly after we moved in but judging from how she was talking yesterday she's seen it all. everyone was so worried about me and Paul moving here but i think we made the right decision, the building has already proven itself to be safe against breaking in and we don't have misfits for neighbors, just a sweet southern lady and the guy who lives in number 4, who we never see. apparently he works at the food mart across the street, though. it's cute its like we're a little commune right in the middle of the ghetto, safe from danger just watching the world go by. i couldn't be happier or more at peace right now with life but today i'm worried because i just dropped my mom off at the airport to go to Washington D.C. and anytime I have to see a loved one off on a plane I always worry that the plane wont get there safely and it scares me to death. plus today is the dreaded day that aunt flo is supposed to arrive...her presence is infuriating and painful, but somehow a comfort to me as well, its a double edged sword and it sucks. i want her to come to put my mind at ease, and as soon as i've stopped worrying i want her to go away again. bah. i'm supposed to eat tonight with dad at Ernestos and Paul is coming along, even though he doesn't want to. this morning he said he would go anyway though because he'd rather be there with me than stuck at home without me..aww but sad that we have to battle my parents just to get some time alone together. i swear, most of my friends parents dont seem to require as much of their childrens time or attention my parents are the exact opposite. both of them want to go out with me once a week for dinner when all I really want to do when I get off work is go home and be with Paul. I love my parents to death but i'm starting to worry that their constant attention is going to really get to us and possibly drive Paul away from me...parents ruining a relationship thats not uncommon but I won't let it happen. if they could maybe settle for dinner once a month or something that would be more reasonable, especially when I start school again god 15 hours at school a week plus a job plus meeting both parents for dinner every week plus time to hang out with my girls...I'm going to die if I keep this up. i'm too busy, i need the rush and fast paced-ness of my life to just melt away and for things to run on my own schedule. i thought that sort of thing was expected of you by the time you turned 20...oh well one of these days ill settle into a comfortable daily routine or something that no one else has any weight on whatsoever. humph...i think too much.
starting to wonder if maybe something happened to aunt flo's plane into town...gah.
starting to wonder if maybe something happened to aunt flo's plane into town...gah.